On the viewing platform.
Almost all the representatives of the major forces focused their attention on Mr. Xu.
This guy is almost the best-looking guy in the entire alchemy conference.
Not appearance.
Simply refers to the ability to be funny.
When Hua Yi saw Xu Shao Hei Huo, disappointment flashed in her eyes.
In fact, she still had the last hope that Zhou Tiancan didn't lie.
But Xu Shao's various performances really couldn't match the image of Master Xu who was tall and majestic and able to carry a sword.
"He doesn't even have the most basic fire or wood attributes!"
Hua Yi could see that Mr. Xu was not at all a fire attribute.
This black ink fire was summoned using spiritual skills.
Not to mention compared with Jizhao Tianyan and Bai Yan.
Even most spiritual fires cannot compare to it.
On the referee's bench, Shi Ti felt relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"It's not Jizhao Tianyan..."
He discovered the most essential difference between Xu Shao and Xu Xiaoshou.
At least as Sang Lao's disciple, Xu Xiaoshou was pious when refining alchemy. Even if it caused an explosion, the explosion was caused by his extra concentration.
That is the temperament of an artist.
And art itself is in concentration, with a bit of unexpected beauty.
What Xu Xiaoshou did was to infinitely magnify this beautiful... accident.
But Mr. Xu, his attitude towards alchemy was presumptuous, without even the slightest respect.
It is impossible for a person like this who is not even remotely religious about "alchemy" to make a good elixir!
Shiti was a little disappointed.
But at the same time, I'm also a little lucky.
Fortunately it wasn't him.
The little reputation that old man Sang has left will not be disgraced.
…
Within the spiritual array.
The black ink fire painted by "Drawing Proficiency" will not disappear as long as it is maintained by spiritual energy.
But in terms of the quality of the flame, this Mo Fire is more than a little bit worse than Bai Yan.
Xu Xiaoshou used the fire to warm the cauldron for a long time before the cauldron was warm enough for use.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"I really didn't expect the fire painted here to be of such poor quality. It would be funny if the alchemy cauldron hadn't warmed up after two quarters of an hour."
Xu Xiaoshou felt that at that time he really had to shamelessly ask President Dong Ling to borrow a "Falling Original Purple Fire" to use.
Fortunately, Wen Ding succeeded and the first step was taken.
It took a while, but at this time, the alchemists in other formations also lost their composure and began to take action.
Xu Xiaoshou looked to the left.
Yu Chuchu was still frowning and thinking hard.
"This girl..."
He turned to look at Xiao Wanfeng with a smile: "You, Sister Chu Chu, are too good. I have already told her about the contents of this pill recipe, but she hasn't figured it out yet."
"What, I'm Sister Chu Chu, it's not mine..." Xiao Wanfeng's face turned red and he hurriedly changed the subject: "Young Master Xu, you think there is nothing wrong with the elixir recipe? Are you going to start refining the elixir? Tell me what elixir you want and describe it. , I should be able to find it.”
He turned his head and looked at the wooden table.
The elixir has been taken out of the ring.
But among these hundreds of medicines, some of them don't look significantly different in appearance. In fact, Xiao Wanfeng has one head and two big ones.
"You don't need to choose the dishes, just make the tea, and you don't need to do the rest." Xu Xiaoshou smiled mysteriously, and then sternly refused.
He also takes alchemy seriously and cannot let Xiao Wanfeng mess around.
When it comes to alchemy, if a magical elixir is put into the cauldron at the wrong time, it may lead to failure, let alone a pill like "Thirsty Mysterious Pill" that is quite difficult for others?
Xiao Wanfeng, as a sensational tool, just stood there and made tea to increase his passive value. There was no need to use it.
After being rejected, the young man just said "Oh", silently stepped back with his tea, and then carefully looked at Mr. Xu's next move.
Others don't think Mr. Xu will succeed.
But Xiao Wanfeng has never seen Mr. Xu fail in anything.
He felt that Mr. Xu was pretending. His level of alchemy should be quite good. Even if he was not good enough, he would have to have the innate level to dare to play!
"What kind of method will it be..."
Xiao Wanfeng was secretly curious and his eyes were full of expectation.
Alchemy begins!
Young Master Xu suddenly lost his momentum, like a swordsman drawing his sword and swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.
The next second, Xiao Wanfeng saw Mr. Xu make a move, and a black black chicken appeared in the void...
etc?
Something seems wrong...
chicken?
"Grrrrrr!"
The crow of the rooster echoed in the spiritual formation. After Xiao Wanfeng reacted, his eyes popped out.
"???"
chicken?!
Master Xu summoned a chicken?
The young man suddenly turned his head and looked at Mr. Xu's face, trying to reveal an awkward expression of "I'm sorry, I used the wrong magic skill."
But no.
All he saw was the solemnity and piety on Mr. Xu's face.
"It's not that there's something wrong with my eyes, it's that Xu Shaozhen has something wrong!" At this moment, Xiao Wanfeng's mentality exploded.
"chicken?!"
There were many people outside the venue who saw this scene.
Almost immediately, someone pointed at the black ink chicken that appeared in the spiritual formation and howled loudly.
"This is so crazy. Did Mr. Xu put the wrong skill? Did he call a chicken?"
"Hahahaha, chicken! It's a black chicken! A chicken appeared at the alchemy conference?"
"Oh my god, what did I see, a chicken? A chicken that seems to be able to crow? Is this Master Xu's summoning skill?"
"Everyone, look at this ink chicken. It is lifelike and lifelike. Does it have the same flavor as the ink fire? I guess this is the high-end alchemy silk from Xu Shao's Bansheng family. Hahaha, I can't make it up anymore!"
"Chicken! Wow, quack, quack, it's really a chicken! Fuck you!"
"Damn it, absolutely."
On the referee's bench, many old presidents lost their expressions at the same time.
It was as if a powerful force suddenly took action and drained the emotions of these eighteen highly respected seniors with a tremendous power.
To be continued...